An Eighth Shot of Espresso: Coffee and Creativity on Mum's Third Shift

When you don't feel seen you learn to use  the shadows  to your advantage  You observe  what they do  you listen to  what they say  and act and plan  accordingly do they notice no, they don't do they care no, they don't being overlooked means no suspicion and no worry about your power that is how you act within their blind spot.

just a touch of salt  makes all  the difference  in a delicious dish  spices make it  exciting to the palate. New flavors bold combinations entice taste buds and make them  crave more. Any chef would welcome such patronage as their satisfied customers return for more.  So why do they  not use any  and keep their food bland?

I miss  the charming lilt in his voice the deft turn of phrase the soft accent that made his words unique   the one who is now in my life  only speaks in a monotone and in fancy terminology  as he explains  the obvious  to me again

A tattoo  with burning lines  that stand out  upon pale skin  newly inked still stings from the bite of the needle a trickle of blood where the points are not yet healed but no memory of when, where how and why an indiscretion not easily hidden a mark of a  spontaneous indulgence  that is quickly regretted.

I read books  because  I want to go  on adventures even though  physically  I cannot.  It doesn't matter that my hands are bad or my knees are not like they were when I was young. My mind is  unfettered  by those  who say  I can't. My world is not clouded by the  fog of harsh reality.

bouncy ball  a favorite toy  of Fido's  that sits  in the corner  a solitary beam of sunlight touch it in highest reverence twenty years  after his paws  touched it for  the first time  teeth marks  doggy drool tail wagged as he chased it to and fro spring days spent in the yard happy barks and an idyllic childhood it's been years and yet it stays  immortalized.